A derisive chuckle slowly faded, and an exceptionally tall figure gradually emerged in the torchlight. He was a handsome young man with a sinister smile, over a hundred and ninety centimeters tall. Standing there, he resembled an unsheathed sword, making a powerful impression.
A well-tailored blue warrior's outfit accentuated his lean, muscular physique and its sharp contours. The faint smile curling his lips held a hint of amusement, like an eagle soaring through the sky, intending to toy with a hare fleeing in panic across the ground. He looked confident and composed.
After the young man revealed himself, the startled bandits hurriedly looked around, seemingly believing he had more reinforcements behind him, which left them somewhat nervous and wary.
"Don't bother looking. I'm alone!" Han Shuo explained with a chuckle. Without another glance at the bandit leaders, who had visibly relaxed, he focused on Dokes, standing ramrod straight among the crowd, and asked, "Do you think these useless bandits, who know nothing but pleasure, can help you avenge yourself?"
Dokes remained expressionless. After a moment of silence, he looked at Han Shuo and said, "That's none of your business. You came for the fifty thousand gold coins, didn't you?"
Shaking his head with a smile, Han Shuo kept his eyes fixed on Dokes and said casually, "No. Fifty thousand gold coins might be a fortune to these bandits, but it means nothing to me. I followed you all this way not for fifty thousand gold coins, but for you, Dokes!"
Dokes's expression changed drastically. He stared bitterly at Han Shuo, as though trying to carve his appearance into his memory, then gave a bleak laugh. "I never imagined those two families would still be determined to hunt me down after all this time. But I certainly didn't expect to be